She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark flat land she rides
On a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirl wind by her side

On a cold nebrasken night

Oh they say she died one winter
When there came a killing frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down and stalled
In a blizard he was lost

Chorus
She ran calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire

By the dark of the moon - I planted
But there came an early snow
It's been a hoot in hell in my window now
For six nights in a row
Shes comeing for me I know
And on Wildfire we're both gonna go

Will be riding Wildfire
Will be riding Wildfire
Will be riding Wildfire
We're gonna ride
We're gonna leave
Riding Wildfire